Last night I was fuh-fuh-fuh-freezin' (not foolin') and put on a sweatshirt before we went to bed. The first one I grabbed was my old Dallas Cowboys NFL Pro sweatshirt -- the one I bought right after Dallas won the Super Bowl (with Switzer as head coach) in '96. As I slipped it over my head, I sighed heavily, groaning something about Jerry ruining my team and wishing him several industrial-sized "accidents" in his near-future. For those of you unaware, I was raised to be just as rabid a Cowboy fan as a Sooner fan my entire life -- even having a Dallas Cowboy Cheerleader uniform by the age of two. I cut all ties and loyalties they day Jerry fired Barry.

Well apparently Jerry Jones has met with Bill Parcells to discuss a possible future with the Cowboys organization! What is the one headstrong, destructive force that could make the Jones Regime implode on itself? Why, that would be the lying, cheating, backstabbing Bill Parcells. Oh happy day! Those two deserve each other.

Hey boy take a look at me...let me dirty up your mind...

Here's Jerry's Christmas wish for you: (listen). I swear this is the unedited clip straight from his weekly interview two years ago on The Ticket.

Here's the translation, not that it will help in making any sense out of it: "I'm telling ya, I hope you do better than you've acted under the tree this year with that stocking up there."

Awwww, come on...I love Bill Parcells. After all, he stiffed Tampa again and kept the door open for Jon Gruden to come here. What more could you ask Parcels to do? This team that Chucky is taking to the Superbowl could have been all the Big Tuna's to fuck up. I will be forever grateful to him that he gave us the finger a second time.

Hey, I haven't cheered for the Cowboys in six years now. I'm since reformed. I could've cared less about last night's game (other than an Eagles win ultimately hurts Tampa Bay in terms of home field advantage fights).